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“... Lucille Clifton’s poem​ ‘study the masters’ remembers Aunt Timmie, whose iron ‘smoothed the sheets the master poet slept on’. The poem is a commemoration and lament. Timmie’s iron passes back and forth; the sheets over which she labours are transformed into the white page on which her experience is preserved:if you had heard herchanting as she ironedyou would understand form and lineand discipline and order andAmerica ...”